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Opening the package, taking out the sword box, blocking the surrounding windows, lighting seven or forty-nine candles according to the formation of the Big Dipper, Zhang Lingyun patted the box gently, and after a while, Ruoxi lazily The voice came out.
"What's the matter?"
Tuoba Yunjin asked strangely: "What is this?"
Zhang Lingyun smiled and said, "It's a long story, but this is my amulet."
"Do you want it to help you?" Tuoba Yunjin walked over and asked, staring at the box.
"Otherwise? With her here, this matter will be easier to handle." Zhang Lingyun knocked on the box again.
"Let her leave. I don't want to see her. She has too much evil aura and is a decisive killer. It's not good for me." Silk Piaomiao's voice sounded in my ears.
"Hmph, I don't want to see you yet? Damn it!"
Tuoba Yunjin snorted and turned around.
"Can you show up now?" Zhang Lingyun asked softly.
"Tell me what it is. I'll help you if I can. Did you meet a difficult female ghost again?" Ruoxi smiled foolishly.
"No, this is my grandpa. I don't know where his soul has gone. Do you have any ideas?" Zhang Lingyun pointed at Mr. Lei lying on the bed.
"Him? He is already dead, and his soul is broken!"
Ruoxi said lightly, having existed for thousands of years, she had already seen through life and death.
"The soul is broken? How is that possible?" Zhang Lingyun asked in disbelief.
"How is it impossible? His heavenly soul was shattered by someone, and it seems that he did it voluntarily. You can see the strong aura on his face, which is the sequelae of having his heavenly soul shattered."
After Ruoxi finished speaking, he stopped talking.
"I promised you that I will make you an adult again, and I will do it." Zhang Lingyun has no choice. Since this thousand-year-old female ghost said that grandpa is dead, it means he is dead, but his heavenly soul was hit by someone. What about the broken ones?
While Zhang Lingyun was deep in thought, there was a noise outside.
"When I say you won't be allowed in, I mean you won't be allowed in."
This is the voice of Mr. Song.
"Song, you don't have a few days to live. Today I am bringing my grandchildren to pay my respects to Mr. Lei. Why are you meddling in other people's business? Get out of the way. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude."
This is... Mr. Qi, why is he here? Zhang Lingyun hurriedly packed up his things, blew out the candles, glanced at his grandfather on the bed, and burst into tears.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, if you don't get out of the way, I will break in!"
"How dare you, why, you didn't distinguish between high and low on the battlefield, and now you want to fight me?"
"I'm still afraid of you if you do it?"
"come!"
"bring it on!"
The two old men rolled up their sleeves and were about to take action, when the door opened and Zhang Lingyun walked out with a disappointed look on his face.
"How's it going, kid? Can your grandpa be saved?" Mr. Song saw Zhang Lingyun's appearance and saw the result, but he couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Lingyun shook his head.
"Hey, brother Lei, let's go!" Mr. Song pushed open the door and entered.
"Zhang Lingyun, you still want to save a dead person? Haha, how funny!"
Qi Wei stood behind Mr. Qi and whispered softly.
"You are not welcome here!" Zhang Lingyun said coldly.
"Hmph, you think I am willing to come. If it weren't for my grandpa, I would..."
"Shut up!" Qi Wei wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Mr. Qi.
"Grandpa..." Qi Wei still wanted to argue.
"Back off!" Mr. Qi said with a trembling beard. Compared with Zhang Lingyun, his grandchildren are really not that good. There is no other way. Who makes them his own grandchildren? It's hard to say anything in front of outsiders. , can only drink and step aside.
"Mr. Qi, welcome!"
Zhang Lingyun raised his hand.
Mr. Qi nodded slightly to Zhang Lingyun, waved his hand and led Qi Wei, Qi Feng and others into the inner hall.
At this time, the third uncle Lei Haiquan came in excitedly from the outside. His eyes lit up after seeing Zhang Lingyun. Zhang Lingyun knew that the third uncle wanted to thank him for letting him sign the contract with James, but now was not the time to talk about it. Lei Hai After Quan entered the house, he stood next to Mr. Lei and returned greetings to everyone who came.
"See, he's dead." Qi Wei whispered in Qi Feng's ear.
Qi Feng nodded and glanced at Zhang Lingyun. He found that Zhang Lingyun was staring at him intensely, so he quickly looked away.
"Huh?"
Zhang Lingyun's hearing is beyond ordinary people's. Although there are more people now and the voices are low and mixed, these cannot interfere with Zhang Lingyun's hearing the conversation between Qi Wei and Qi Feng.
"Is my grandpa's death related to them?" Zhang Lingyun raised a question mark in his heart.
He saw that Song Chuming was busy on the side, so he walked to Song Chuming and whispered in his ear for a while. Song Chuming lowered his head, listened to Zhang Lingyun, nodded heavily, and then went out.
No one knew what Zhang Lingyun and Song Chuming said, including Qi Wei, who had been paying attention to the movements around him.
After paying homage to Mr. Lei, some of these people left, and some took cars to the hotel arranged by Lei Haiquan in advance.
Zhang Lingyun sat blankly beside his grandfather's bed. Tuoba Yunjin also said goodbye after receiving a call, and Lu Andy also followed. Now the two of them are very close, and Tuoba Yunjin also intends to let Lu Andi join their National Security Bureau.
Now only Jessica was standing behind Zhang Lingyun. She looked at the strange old man lying on the bed, and she didn't know how to comfort Zhang Lingyun.
At this time, the eldest aunt came over and asked Zhang Lingyun and Jessica to eat in the back. She would stay here for a while. The Lei family's son Ding Shao, the wake was always rotated by everyone.
"Auntie, I feel that my grandpa's death is strange."
The eldest aunt patted Zhang Lingyun on the shoulder, looked back at the door and saw that no one was there, and whispered: "I also feel strange. I have sent people to check. It has been three days, but there is no news at all. It turns out that I thought the old man was just I had a fever and a cold, but I didn’t expect to lie in bed and never get up." My aunt sighed.
"Could someone be doing this secretly?" Zhang Lingyun kept throwing the paper into the basin in front of him, and the flames flickered on and off.
"It's hard to say now. I have a strong feeling that something big will happen after your grandpa leaves. This premonition is very strong." My aunt knelt down and burned paper in the brazier.
At this time Zhang Lingyun's phone rang.
"Hey, Chu Ming, how's the investigation going?...Are you sure...Okay, I'll go over and have a look..."
Seeing Zhang Lingyun put down the phone, her aunt hurriedly asked what happened. Zhang Lingyun said that a friend called and wanted to come over to pay homage to his grandfather. He got up and left. Jessica hurriedly followed her. Zenji wanted to follow, but Zhang Lingyun held her down. Oh, keep burning paper.
"Jessica, don't go either. You go back to the villa and wait for me. I'll have someone take you back while I go out."
Zhang Lingyun asked Lei Xiaoying to take Jessica home. Not to mention, in order not to attract other people's attention, Zhang Lingyun did not drive his own stylish Bentley, but drove his third uncle's Huiteng, which looked similar to a Passat.
The car sped along, and an hour later, Zhang Lingyun went up the mountain and went straight to Guan Gong Temple.
